Sketch what's left undone
Fill the spaces where emptiness reigns
Trace your shadow
A stencil of Jesus
Make it bright
Make it shine
Like nothing they've seen
A perfect hand can do such things
That's why I have you
And beauty is a must
And you expect nothing else
Make sure you draw the robe
And make it whiter than before
Beauty is not in the eye of the beholder
But the one who paints the picture